Tomorrow earmarks 2 years since Sandys tragedy and I apologize that it’s been so long since our last post…But life is good and life is fast. So fast in fact that sometimes it’s hard to write a grocery list let alone type a post (LOL!) Nevertheless, here are some pictures of Sandy’s scans both pre-surgery, post-surgery, and three months into the healing. You don’t need to be a Dr. to know what you see. The one with the bright white area is her original tennis ball sized aneurysm (explosion.) The one with the bright white in the top of her head is where the blood under immense pressure seared through her brain and up into and flooding her right and left ventricles. Another shows the massive pressure build up which pushed her right brain over almost 2cm (Which is about 3/4” to 1”.) There is another which is immediately following surgery and displaying her clip which still holds the leak of the aneurysm plus the quarter of her skull which was removed and replaced with the hinges and 60+ staples. There are two (2) which are from the day she was released to come home from the hospital. One of these shows an awesome picture of her healing skull with all its hinges and bands…But pay special attention to the other, here is more proof of the miracle in Sandy… You see that huge dark area in the one I’m describing? This is where all your comprehension, motor skills, breathing, and even your thermostat are located for the body. The black indicates this area is dead, meaning that according to medicine Sandy should either be deceased or at best nothing more than smiling body in a bed with a ventilator doing her breathing and a tube feeding her through a hole in her tummy. However those of you who have seen my Sandy knows that while she has some deficits she yet has to hurdle, she walks, talks, problem solves, plans, breathes on her own and enjoys eating (especially at Logan’s steak House!) All I can say is “How Great is Our God!” As I said in the heading tomorrow earmarks 2 years since Sandys tragedy…And truthfully Im not doing so well with it. While I know I shouldnt be, Ill admit I’m scared...not worried, but actually have fear inside me. No one knows what I went through here at the house that day holding my soulmate and breathing in every moment, every word in fear it could be her last. The PTSD is just wearing me down and worrying me out. This said, I ask all of you that will to be my cheering section through tomorrow and lift me to the creator till the day passes. Again I ask you to ...sing with me, HOW GREAT IS OUR GOD! Love to you all, Brian
Posted on: Sun, 28 Dec 2014 02:26:38 +0000
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